It only took her a few times but she finally got it right!
I'm talking about Mother Nature and Spring! We are into the middle of April and finally just getting some warm weather. And trust me when I say it isn't a for sure thing- it is day to day.
I honestly think Mother Nature was a little Bipolar this year. I just finished a Psychology class so I can diagnose this with a 60% degree of "certainty" based on her symptoms. I am almost positive she went off her meds and is exhibiting degrees of manic behavior.
One day it would sunny and sixty and the next it would be cold and snowy! What's up with that? Of course you have to remember I live in "God's Country", Wisconsin where anything is likely when it comes to weather. It's been known to snow in May yet so guess I shouldn't get too comfortable.
Personally, between you and me, I think Mother Nature has a drug or alcohol problem. I mean come on, if you had to be responsible for keeping track of the weather in all those different places wouldn't you hit the bottle or pop pills? Let's see it's spring in China so that means it's winter in Chicago and I should have a hurricane in Mexico. No, No that's not right, let me start over. See what I mean? I'd either be a drunk or strung out on pills. Maybe that's why we've had such funky weather lately. Although the woman has been around for along time so maybe it's Alzheimer's that's setting in and she's just forgetting what season it is and that's why everything seems to be getting mixed up?
I vote we get Mother Nature into rehab, get her straightened out and then our weather will be back to normal. Of course we all know what happens when you mess with Mother Nature so maybe we should just leave her alone and hope she straightens out on her own. In the meantime, I am going to enjoy each wonderful , warm, sunny day she sees fit to give me.
Now head over to Jay's and thank Mother Nature while you read other Tuesday Tributes
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Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Satisfaction
I swore I wouldn't come here anymore.
I know I told you yesterday was the last time. I can't keep doing this! I can not see you twice a day, every day!
I promised myself that whatever hold you had one me was over, yet here I am again standing before you with sweating palms, trembling, my eyes darting back and forth to see if anyone else notices that I am here.
Why am I so drawn to you?
I gaze upon you slowly, wandering over you from top to bottom, memorizing your every detail. I reach out and slowly run my hands over your smoothness as I try to make my decision to stay or go. You have held me captive for so many months, day after day I have been a slave to you. Usually, I have to visit you twice a day. I just can not stay away from you. I feel so guilty after I see you and I swear it won't happen again. Yet I come back the next day and the day after that. How do I break this habit?
What do I do today? What will my decision be?
B3-Three Musketeer Bar. Damn Vending Machines!
Can't live with em Can't live without em!
It's Tuesday so that means Deb and Jay's Tributes. So make your decision and go check them out to read others and find your satisfaction.
I know I told you yesterday was the last time. I can't keep doing this! I can not see you twice a day, every day!
I promised myself that whatever hold you had one me was over, yet here I am again standing before you with sweating palms, trembling, my eyes darting back and forth to see if anyone else notices that I am here.
Why am I so drawn to you?
I gaze upon you slowly, wandering over you from top to bottom, memorizing your every detail. I reach out and slowly run my hands over your smoothness as I try to make my decision to stay or go. You have held me captive for so many months, day after day I have been a slave to you. Usually, I have to visit you twice a day. I just can not stay away from you. I feel so guilty after I see you and I swear it won't happen again. Yet I come back the next day and the day after that. How do I break this habit?
What do I do today? What will my decision be?
B3-Three Musketeer Bar. Damn Vending Machines!
Can't live with em Can't live without em!
It's Tuesday so that means Deb and Jay's Tributes. So make your decision and go check them out to read others and find your satisfaction.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Grilling Out
Tuesday's Tribute by Jay and Deb is all about something or someone other than yourself.
Good or bad it doesn't matter what your tribute is, as long as you don't talk about yourself.
Close your eyes and open your mouth. Now take a bite and as you slowly chew, savor the delicious mouth watering taste of the juicy beef fresh off the grill. Can you taste it? Isn't it wonderful?
Last night we grilled hamburgers out on the grill for the first time since last fall. There is nothing better than the taste of that first hamburger cooked on the grill after winter has gone. I live in Wisconsin where the winters are long, hard and produce lots of snow so usually my grill is buried from November until March. When the temperature reached 60 yesterday, I called Hubbs and said, "crank up the grill, we're cooking out tonight!" Those burgers were the best things I have eaten in a long time. Since we have a short time frame to enjoy the grill, we use it as much as possible for just about everything from burgers to roasts.
So now that we have officially christened the grill for this year, it will be getting a lot of use. It makes winter officially over as far as I'm concerned.
Good or bad it doesn't matter what your tribute is, as long as you don't talk about yourself.
Close your eyes and open your mouth. Now take a bite and as you slowly chew, savor the delicious mouth watering taste of the juicy beef fresh off the grill. Can you taste it? Isn't it wonderful?
Last night we grilled hamburgers out on the grill for the first time since last fall. There is nothing better than the taste of that first hamburger cooked on the grill after winter has gone. I live in Wisconsin where the winters are long, hard and produce lots of snow so usually my grill is buried from November until March. When the temperature reached 60 yesterday, I called Hubbs and said, "crank up the grill, we're cooking out tonight!" Those burgers were the best things I have eaten in a long time. Since we have a short time frame to enjoy the grill, we use it as much as possible for just about everything from burgers to roasts.
So now that we have officially christened the grill for this year, it will be getting a lot of use. It makes winter officially over as far as I'm concerned.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Picky People
Today is Tuesday Tribute so that means I have to write about someone other than me. Sometimes this is hard to do and I curse Jay and Deb because you all know how self centered I am and how it's all about ME! Today though, I have no trouble writing about someone else.
Today I am ready to do battle!
Why are people mean, arrogant and selfish when they go on vacation? Or maybe they are like this all the time and it just gets worse when they are at a resort where they expect people to wait on them.
I just returned from a week at an all inclusive resort in Mexico- I know you all hate me but this isn't about me remember? The staff bent over backward to be accommodating to everyone and the service was wonderful. Yet there were some people who were never satisfied.
My tribute today is to those people who would bitch if they were hung with a new rope that stretched!
These people thought they needed to have someone bring their drinks to them at the bar instead of getting up off their ass and walking up to the bar like everyone else. There was one waitress for the whole room and she/he was always running.
They were not satisfied with their room because it didn't have a good enough view of the ocean. My god people the rooms were all suites that were to die for! And yes you might have to lean over your balcony to look at the ocean but who cares? How much time do you spend in your room anyway?
They thought there should be more night life. The resort had music in the lobby after supper and did a nightly themed musical presentation. There was also a disco opened from 11:30 pm- 2:00 am. If they wanted more they were welcome to go to a local bar.
They weren't happy with the variety of food. There was a buffet restaurant, as well as two specialty (Mexican and Italian) restaurants to choose from. If they couldn't find something to eat they weren't very hungry in my opinion!
If these people came here expecting to be waited on hand and foot then they booked the wrong place and should have booked the Waldorf Astoria ! Next time stay home But please don't spoil my vacation with your whining!
So go on over to Jay and Deb's and check out all the wonderful Tributes or write one of your own. Just remember- you can't talk about yourself! And don't whine if you forget!
Today I am ready to do battle!
Why are people mean, arrogant and selfish when they go on vacation? Or maybe they are like this all the time and it just gets worse when they are at a resort where they expect people to wait on them.
I just returned from a week at an all inclusive resort in Mexico- I know you all hate me but this isn't about me remember? The staff bent over backward to be accommodating to everyone and the service was wonderful. Yet there were some people who were never satisfied.
My tribute today is to those people who would bitch if they were hung with a new rope that stretched!
These people thought they needed to have someone bring their drinks to them at the bar instead of getting up off their ass and walking up to the bar like everyone else. There was one waitress for the whole room and she/he was always running.
They were not satisfied with their room because it didn't have a good enough view of the ocean. My god people the rooms were all suites that were to die for! And yes you might have to lean over your balcony to look at the ocean but who cares? How much time do you spend in your room anyway?
They thought there should be more night life. The resort had music in the lobby after supper and did a nightly themed musical presentation. There was also a disco opened from 11:30 pm- 2:00 am. If they wanted more they were welcome to go to a local bar.
They weren't happy with the variety of food. There was a buffet restaurant, as well as two specialty (Mexican and Italian) restaurants to choose from. If they couldn't find something to eat they weren't very hungry in my opinion!
If these people came here expecting to be waited on hand and foot then they booked the wrong place and should have booked the Waldorf Astoria ! Next time stay home But please don't spoil my vacation with your whining!
So go on over to Jay and Deb's and check out all the wonderful Tributes or write one of your own. Just remember- you can't talk about yourself! And don't whine if you forget!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Daddy Date Night
My Tuesday Tribute is to a fun activity that happens every year at this time. A tribute to dads and daughters.
Every year about this time (Valentines Day) my daughter's church puts on Daddy Date Night.
It is for all the Fathers and their Daughters to spend an evening dancing and socializing no matter what their ages.
They have a DJ who plays all kinds of music, punch and cookies, corsages for the girls and a photographer to capture the night in pictures so they will have a reminder forever.
My grand daughters have been going with their dad since they were old enough to toddle and they love it! (so does dad). They get all dressed up in their fanciest dresses (preferably ones that haves full skirts so they twirl when they do spins), their best dancing shoes and fix their hair up with ribbons and bows.
A couple years ago, they decided to include Grandpa George in their Daddy Date Night. I think Daddy Kip felt 3 girls were just too much for him to handle all by himself and he needed to call in some reserves. Whatever the reason, Grandpa was thrilled and the 3 girls thought it was the cat's meow too. He gets dressed up and goes out there and shakes his booty with them til he is so tired he can't move, but he never says no when they want another dance.
I think this is a wonderful idea and gives the dads a special time to spend with their daughters. It gives the moms some alone time where they can relax and do something for themselves and it gives the daughters time to bond with their dads.
As the girls get older they will find other things that interest them and I know from experience that they won't always see eye to eye with their parents. But I am sure come Daddy Date Night, they will put on their prettiest dresses, their best dancing shoes and fix their hair up in ribbons and bows to spend time with their Dad and maybe Grandpa too ( if he can still shake his booty by then).
Now go over to Jay or Debs and read other tributes. You'll be glad you did.
Every year about this time (Valentines Day) my daughter's church puts on Daddy Date Night.
It is for all the Fathers and their Daughters to spend an evening dancing and socializing no matter what their ages.
They have a DJ who plays all kinds of music, punch and cookies, corsages for the girls and a photographer to capture the night in pictures so they will have a reminder forever.
My grand daughters have been going with their dad since they were old enough to toddle and they love it! (so does dad). They get all dressed up in their fanciest dresses (preferably ones that haves full skirts so they twirl when they do spins), their best dancing shoes and fix their hair up with ribbons and bows.
A couple years ago, they decided to include Grandpa George in their Daddy Date Night. I think Daddy Kip felt 3 girls were just too much for him to handle all by himself and he needed to call in some reserves. Whatever the reason, Grandpa was thrilled and the 3 girls thought it was the cat's meow too. He gets dressed up and goes out there and shakes his booty with them til he is so tired he can't move, but he never says no when they want another dance.
I think this is a wonderful idea and gives the dads a special time to spend with their daughters. It gives the moms some alone time where they can relax and do something for themselves and it gives the daughters time to bond with their dads.
As the girls get older they will find other things that interest them and I know from experience that they won't always see eye to eye with their parents. But I am sure come Daddy Date Night, they will put on their prettiest dresses, their best dancing shoes and fix their hair up in ribbons and bows to spend time with their Dad and maybe Grandpa too ( if he can still shake his booty by then).
Now go over to Jay or Debs and read other tributes. You'll be glad you did.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
A Girl and Her Dog
Today's Tribute is dedicated to Buddy (my daughter Bear's) dog.
He celebrated his 1st birthday on Sunday January 25th.
So: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDDY!
Buddy has brought a lot of love and laughter into Bear's life since he came to live with her.
He gives her unconditional love, in return for just being there every day and feeding him.
When Bear comes home from work at night he covers her face with kisses to show how happy he is to see her and how much he missed her. Then he will run circles around her and jump in and out of her lap several times before he finally settles down.
He has little dog syndrome, where he thinks there is a BIG dog inside of him and he will take on the biggest dog he comes face to face with. At our family Christmas, my niece brought her St. Bernard and Buddy thought he was just as big. Can you see it? This little guy nose to nose with a St Bernard??? I kid you not, and the St Bernard backed down!
He is also in LOVE! That's right Buddy has not one but 2 girlfriends! He thinks the dogs next door are just the next best thing since sliced bread and whenever they are outside he puts up such a ruckus to go out. Then he runs back and forth along side the fence "courting them". It is true Puppy Love.
Buddy likes, Red Bull, food of any kind and his alcohol (he's been known to drink wine on occasion), but most of all, Buddy likes Bear. I pay tribute to Buddy for all the changes and happiness he has brought to her life since he has come to live with her.
Happy first birthday Buddy!
Now go on over to Jay and Deb's for more Tuesday Tributes cuz they're fun to read and even more fun to do
He celebrated his 1st birthday on Sunday January 25th.
So: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDDY!
Buddy has brought a lot of love and laughter into Bear's life since he came to live with her.
He gives her unconditional love, in return for just being there every day and feeding him.
When Bear comes home from work at night he covers her face with kisses to show how happy he is to see her and how much he missed her. Then he will run circles around her and jump in and out of her lap several times before he finally settles down.
He has little dog syndrome, where he thinks there is a BIG dog inside of him and he will take on the biggest dog he comes face to face with. At our family Christmas, my niece brought her St. Bernard and Buddy thought he was just as big. Can you see it? This little guy nose to nose with a St Bernard??? I kid you not, and the St Bernard backed down!
He is also in LOVE! That's right Buddy has not one but 2 girlfriends! He thinks the dogs next door are just the next best thing since sliced bread and whenever they are outside he puts up such a ruckus to go out. Then he runs back and forth along side the fence "courting them". It is true Puppy Love.
Buddy likes, Red Bull, food of any kind and his alcohol (he's been known to drink wine on occasion), but most of all, Buddy likes Bear. I pay tribute to Buddy for all the changes and happiness he has brought to her life since he has come to live with her.
Happy first birthday Buddy!
Now go on over to Jay and Deb's for more Tuesday Tributes cuz they're fun to read and even more fun to do
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Woman,Thy Name is Schuler
Today's Tuesday Tribute sponsored by Jay and Deb is all about the women in my life and how they have shaped me and made me who I am.
It begins with Frances, the woman who began this whole dynasty and more fondly known as Grandma P. This woman used to scare the bejesus out of me yet at the same time I just wanted to hug and kiss her. She could get me to do the nastiest chores and make me think it was my idea by the time I was done. Grandma P worked as an assistant in a local drug store for as long as I can remember and people used to ask me how old she was. I really never knew but I would always reply "she has to be under 65 because she is still working." Imagine my surprise when she did eventually quit and she was over 80! She mastered the computer after she was 70, bowled once a week and when she worked late and needed a ride home she hopped on the back of her bosses motorcycle. She was one tough old bird that lived to be 92. She makes you want to be a better person every day of your life.
Next is her daughter, my mother Diane. She inherited all of Grandma P's values of course and lived them every day of her life. She raised a garden, canned, sewed all our clothes, made homemade bread every week , hung the wash out on the line and ironed everything! Then she would dress us kids up and take us to church and Sunday school every week like clock work. She took care of her mother until she passed away then just a few short months later found out she needed surgery. During this surgery, mom suffered a stroke and lost the use of her left arm and partial use of her left leg. She never let it get her down and she wouldn't let us be down either. She says there are people far worse off than her and as long as she still has her mind and can get around that's all that matters. Gotta love someone who takes lemons and makes a pitcher of lemonade then shares it with the entire family.
Then I have my sisters, Natalie, Lisa and Paula- we don't live close enough to see each other on a daily basis but we do manage to get together at least 2-3 times a year. We don't always get along and there a few times we may disagree with each other, but try to hurt one of us and you take on the whole lot of us. We are ONE when it comes to family. We have been known to be a tad bitchy once in a while and proud of it too if you ask us. We all were born with the shopping gene and are proud to say we have passed it down to the next generation of our daughters.
In a round about way this post comes back to be about me (SORRY) because if it weren't for all these women and their being a part of my life (and I Thank God they have been) then I wouldn't be who and what I am today.
Head over to Jay and Deb and read some other tributes or do your own. They're fun.
It begins with Frances, the woman who began this whole dynasty and more fondly known as Grandma P. This woman used to scare the bejesus out of me yet at the same time I just wanted to hug and kiss her. She could get me to do the nastiest chores and make me think it was my idea by the time I was done. Grandma P worked as an assistant in a local drug store for as long as I can remember and people used to ask me how old she was. I really never knew but I would always reply "she has to be under 65 because she is still working." Imagine my surprise when she did eventually quit and she was over 80! She mastered the computer after she was 70, bowled once a week and when she worked late and needed a ride home she hopped on the back of her bosses motorcycle. She was one tough old bird that lived to be 92. She makes you want to be a better person every day of your life.
Next is her daughter, my mother Diane. She inherited all of Grandma P's values of course and lived them every day of her life. She raised a garden, canned, sewed all our clothes, made homemade bread every week , hung the wash out on the line and ironed everything! Then she would dress us kids up and take us to church and Sunday school every week like clock work. She took care of her mother until she passed away then just a few short months later found out she needed surgery. During this surgery, mom suffered a stroke and lost the use of her left arm and partial use of her left leg. She never let it get her down and she wouldn't let us be down either. She says there are people far worse off than her and as long as she still has her mind and can get around that's all that matters. Gotta love someone who takes lemons and makes a pitcher of lemonade then shares it with the entire family.
Then I have my sisters, Natalie, Lisa and Paula- we don't live close enough to see each other on a daily basis but we do manage to get together at least 2-3 times a year. We don't always get along and there a few times we may disagree with each other, but try to hurt one of us and you take on the whole lot of us. We are ONE when it comes to family. We have been known to be a tad bitchy once in a while and proud of it too if you ask us. We all were born with the shopping gene and are proud to say we have passed it down to the next generation of our daughters.
In a round about way this post comes back to be about me (SORRY) because if it weren't for all these women and their being a part of my life (and I Thank God they have been) then I wouldn't be who and what I am today.
Head over to Jay and Deb and read some other tributes or do your own. They're fun.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Here's to You Mr. Snowplow Driver
In order to fully appreciate this Tuesday Tribute you have to use your imagination.
So, close your eyes and listen as you hear the Budweiser theme song start out softly and slowly build (Jay close your eyes I see you peeking!) to a crescendo!
While this is happening imagine men and women jumping out of bed in the middle of the night, throwing on long underwear, flannel shirts, wool socks and heavy work boots. They bundle up in warm coats, hats and gloves, grab a cup of coffee as they run out the door to brave to winter weather and head to the municipal building where they will fire up the big orange SNOWPLOWS.
(and then you hear in that perfect announcers voice:)
That's right, Here's to you Mr Snowplow driver without whom I would not have been able to get to work to day. You got out there in the middle of the night while the snow was still blowing and the temperatures were below zero and cleared the roads.
While I was sleeping in my nice warm bed you crawled out of yours to put the salt to the ice. To melt that crap so that it was just slush this morning so that my car didn't slip and slide all over the place.
We sometimes take you for granted because it's your job but what if your car doesn't start, you oversleep, or your driveway doesn't get plowed? Who would clear our roads then? So I salute the Snowplow Drivers , those men and women out there working in the worst weather so I can have peace of mind.
OK, music fades and you can open your eyes now. Head over to Jays to read other Tributes or join the fun and write your own
So, close your eyes and listen as you hear the Budweiser theme song start out softly and slowly build (Jay close your eyes I see you peeking!) to a crescendo!
While this is happening imagine men and women jumping out of bed in the middle of the night, throwing on long underwear, flannel shirts, wool socks and heavy work boots. They bundle up in warm coats, hats and gloves, grab a cup of coffee as they run out the door to brave to winter weather and head to the municipal building where they will fire up the big orange SNOWPLOWS.
(and then you hear in that perfect announcers voice:)
That's right, Here's to you Mr Snowplow driver without whom I would not have been able to get to work to day. You got out there in the middle of the night while the snow was still blowing and the temperatures were below zero and cleared the roads.
While I was sleeping in my nice warm bed you crawled out of yours to put the salt to the ice. To melt that crap so that it was just slush this morning so that my car didn't slip and slide all over the place.
We sometimes take you for granted because it's your job but what if your car doesn't start, you oversleep, or your driveway doesn't get plowed? Who would clear our roads then? So I salute the Snowplow Drivers , those men and women out there working in the worst weather so I can have peace of mind.
OK, music fades and you can open your eyes now. Head over to Jays to read other Tributes or join the fun and write your own
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
The Gift that Keeps on Giving
Jay over at Halftime Lessons, a new blog I've started obsessing over stalking following has created something fun and new in the same spirit as MamaKat's Workshop Wednesdays. He is calling it Tuesday Tributes and it is all about saying something about other people- nice or not/
The one thing you can not talk about is yourself. I know, What the hell is this all about? I need that attention people!! How do you expect me to survive if no one is talking about me and if I don't talk about me- no one will!!!! Oh alright, I suppose I can make it one day without all that adulation.
I debated long and hard whether to be nice or naughty with my first Tuesday Tribute- Naughty won. So here goes.........
I do not mean to offend any one from Illinois but what the hell is wrong with your Governor? Was he like this when you voted for him?
Does he not get how much trouble he is in? He just keeps on doing whatever he wants and damn the consequences. Sort of like a 2 year old that has been told he can not do something then does it anyway all the while looking at you to see if you are watching.
I am tired of seeing him on TV, in the newspaper and the Internet. Waving and smiling like he doesn't have a care in the world. Does he think if he pretends everything is OK it will be? What planet does he live on? You are under arrest and facing impeachment idiot! Deal with reality!
Like the child he is acting like, he didn't listen, appointed Burres and now we have to untangle that mess. Someone needs to give him a potch on the butt and stand him in the corner for a time out. Grow up Blagojevich!
The one thing you can not talk about is yourself. I know, What the hell is this all about? I need that attention people!! How do you expect me to survive if no one is talking about me and if I don't talk about me- no one will!!!! Oh alright, I suppose I can make it one day without all that adulation.
I debated long and hard whether to be nice or naughty with my first Tuesday Tribute- Naughty won. So here goes.........
I do not mean to offend any one from Illinois but what the hell is wrong with your Governor? Was he like this when you voted for him?
Does he not get how much trouble he is in? He just keeps on doing whatever he wants and damn the consequences. Sort of like a 2 year old that has been told he can not do something then does it anyway all the while looking at you to see if you are watching.
I am tired of seeing him on TV, in the newspaper and the Internet. Waving and smiling like he doesn't have a care in the world. Does he think if he pretends everything is OK it will be? What planet does he live on? You are under arrest and facing impeachment idiot! Deal with reality!
Like the child he is acting like, he didn't listen, appointed Burres and now we have to untangle that mess. Someone needs to give him a potch on the butt and stand him in the corner for a time out. Grow up Blagojevich!
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